Mistake

Let me believe that my birthday was not a mistake
Let me believe that for parents I ain't a headache
Let me believe there are people who like but don't hate
Let me believe there is girl who will like all my traits

If u wanna see the real madness
See my life badness
There is no fantasy
See what i used to see
What I used to be
Why I used to flee
See why I used to cry
Why I used to lie
Why I don't comply
With your sights
See whom I used to beat
To be the one you always try to bite

My inspiration is imagination
My destination is being sensational
My combinations are sensless creations
My pronunciation is assasination for ears
I was studying for years
But now undermining my studying achieves
Using distinguishing rhyming machines
Barely streaming right from my genes